Tuesday, 24 July 2007

Well, mine would rhyme, but depth charge might appeal more to the toilet humour of my readers.

I'll go with 'poo', I think.

I had an excellent night last night, the youngest Manley got up just the once for a feed, which is splendid, and i go to weigh myself with a slight spring in my step.

I weigh 191.2lbs

=================I am having a poo=================

Dammit! I've kicked the scales across the room and stubbed my toe. It takes about 22 seconds for the scales to calibrate themselves which is short enough a time that setting them and wandering off would be ridiculous, but waiting is irritating, worse even than a sore toe.

I weigh 189.5lbs. I have been lax with my plotting of poos lately, but I shall get back on it as soon as I have finished the audit I am doing.

Lovely!

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I had a few beers for lunch and no food at all and the result appears to be another weight loss session - I have a lot to answer for when it comes to the irregularity of my diet.

I weigh 191.4lbs

=================I am having a poo=================

Oh! 189.8lbs. Not bad at all. I'd add something funny, but I'm a bit pissed and I just smacked my head on the wall.